The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

It was getting late, it was pitch black outside, the whole island was silent, only the sound of the waves constantly brought by the wind. A white butterfly flew out through the gap in the bathroom and quickly disappeared into the night.

Ren Yifei lay down in light gray pajamas and closed his eyes.

It's only seven o'clock in the evening, and the nightlife hasn't started yet, so he's actually going to sleep?

The audience before the live broadcast was extremely disappointed. The live broadcast was uninterrupted 24 hours a day. Even if the players were talking in their sleep and grinding their teeth, they would all be recorded.

Other players were talking about their reasons for choosing an electrician, or talking about other things to add some popularity to their live broadcast room, but he fell asleep, fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and his breathing became slow and even.

Ren Yifei's perspective changes with the movement of the white butterfly. The little butterfly swaying in the wind, like a leaf blown off by the wind, was not even given a second glance by the uniformed patrolling.

The appearance of these people is somewhat different from them, the skin color is darker, and the facial features are closer to Southeast Asia. Even their speech is in other languages ​​that Ren Yifei can't understand.

At this time, his ominous feeling was even stronger.

He continued to observe and found that these people were not holding toys, and looking at the traces of use on the surface of these guns, he knew that their owners had the ability to use them.

The white butterfly fell on the leaves, watching these people walking with guns and talking, and then disappearing into the night.

Judging from the way they walk, it doesn't look like a regular army, or a regular army turned mercenary. Which serious variety show organizer would invite such a bunch of desperados?

He hadn't thought about it before, and thought that this small island was still within the territory of the country. But since these people have appeared, I am afraid this is not the territory.

The white butterfly continued to fly along the road it had walked before. It flew for a long time. When everyone else was about to fall asleep, it finally reached the shore and saw the brightly lit cruise ship.

It's just that the cruise ship at this time is as quiet as a ghost at night, and those warm lights are like monster eyes glowing in the dark night.

It flew all the way, around the closed door, turned several turns, and finally reached the banquet room on the cruise ship.

The piano and seats that were originally placed in the banquet room were gone, and the empty floor was full of people. It was the first 50 people who were eliminated. They were all alive, but they looked terrified.

Ren Yifei also found several people who were taken away at dinner, including those who fell down after eating, and they were all alive and well.

"My judgment is wrong, it's not cyanide poisoning?" Ren Yifei subconsciously doubted himself, but he took a closer look and found that the first down player on the opposite side was not here.

Yes, everyone is there, except that one.

Ren Yifei didn't remember everyone's faces, but he remembered the number of people. Fifty people were eliminated for the first time, and seven people were eliminated for the second time. In theory, there should be fifty-seven players here, but in fact there are only fifty-six. Just missing the one across from him.

He recalled carefully, but because of the distance, he didn't notice the details of the other people's fall. He only knew that the player opposite him was short of breath, then vomited, and his cheeks were flushed.

If the first person to fall was still alive, why didn't he show up here?

If the first person to fall was already dead, why didn't those few people die? Isn't the medicine consumed by the eliminated people the same? Why is this happening? What is their purpose?

Without getting an answer, Bai Die looked at these people again.

A group of masked mercenaries surrounded them. These tall mercenaries were armed with many weapons, some of which were aimed at the players in the center.

There were two men who looked like mercenary bosses sitting on a sofa talking, smoking and drinking, and playing with their guns.

Bai Die got closer, but didn't understand what they were saying.

It flapped its wings and was about to leave when one of them's cell phone rang, and he answered the phone: "Hello, boss."

"How's the boat?" A familiar voice appeared on the other end of the phone, slightly altered, but it was still the one that appeared when they were eating.

The white butterfly controlled by Ren Yifei froze and listened carefully.

"No problem." The man took a breath. "The dead ticket (dead body) has already been disposed of."

"I asked you to stabilize these people at the beginning. You can eat, drink and have fun, and let them stay on the boat for a month. You said there was no problem." The voice was very calm, not a reproach, but it embarrassed the man who answered the phone. two minutes.

"I'm sorry boss, but I have controlled these people, and I promise that no news will be spread, you can rest assured."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds: "According to the rules, this month is a closed period. No matter whether you are selected or eliminated, you cannot contact the outside world at will. I can stabilize on the other end, but it can be delayed for up to a dozen times. After that, if the government notices, it will notify the families of these people, and if you don’t want them to die, don’t let the government troops approach, and pay a ransom.”

"No problem, this island is the intersection of the sea area of ​​the three countries, and the government of any country can't easily do it."

After they said two more sentences and hung up, the middle-aged man was still smoking a cigarette. Bai Die stood motionless in the smoke. The amount of information in the conversation just now was a bit large, and it was also related to the kidnapping incident.

These people have invested so much money to engage in this activity, just to kidnap? There is no only son of the richest man here, and the rate of return is too low (he doesn't know that the organizer and the person in charge of the event are not a group of people, and this group of people is doing business without capital).

Moreover, if it is for kidnapping money, there is really no need to kill people, but now one has died.

Ren Yifei waited in this banquet room for a while, and the players who were kidnapped also raised their hands and asked to go to the toilet.

He followed and found that someone was using a gun to go to the toilet. There was no poison or anything, and the whole step of going to the toilet was completed in a very humiliating state. Couldn't find a little room for small movements.

This is true for both men and women.

"At that time, everyone was required to take off their jewelry, watches, glasses, etc., right? To prevent them from contacting the outside world in any way." Ren Yifei thought to himself.

I came out today and got a lot of useful clues, but the whole incident is still hazy. They were like little bugs tied to a spider web, they knew there was a monster in the center, but they couldn't see his full face.

The night was getting darker, and if he didn't sleep, he would probably lose his energy tomorrow. Ren Yifei controlled the white butterfly to fly out to the sea, and then unilaterally cut off the connection.

In his 'sleeping', he turned his head sideways, coughed twice, and 'slept' again.

The next day, around seven o'clock, he woke up with a sleepy look on his face.

I had a strange dream all night, and I couldn't remember it when I woke up. In short, it made me feel bad in the early morning.

"Good morning, I didn't sleep well yesterday." He greeted the live broadcaster, "I dreamed that I was reborn back to the exam room for the college entrance examination, oh, it's too unfriendly to the scumbags."

As he spoke, he took his clothes into the bathroom and closed the door.

After ten minutes, he came out. It was a young idol who had already taken care of his hair and changed his clothes.

Today he was wearing a black short-sleeved trousers tracksuit with sneakers. It's a special disaster to put others on, but it's fine on him, and it's self-willed.

The breakfast time was half past seven, and Ren Yifei stepped on it. The chairs of the players who were eliminated yesterday were also removed, and the long table was vacant, leaving more room for the remaining players - although they didn't need it.

He sat down and found a letter in front of his chair, the same one he had found in the room yesterday.

"Yo." He picked it up and looked at it, but he didn't open it, just put it back in his hand.

The other players came earlier than Ren Yifei, and several of them were still yawning with dark circles under their eyes. They looked like they were not getting enough sleep. He also covered up: "I recognize the bed, but I can't sleep well."

"Me too, I'm not used to it."

They laughed dryly, and even a few Xiaosheng Xiaohua, who claimed to be acting, couldn't use their acting skills to find a natural reason for themselves.

Only a small number of people looked as heartless as Ren Yifei, their eyes moved flexibly, their faces were often smiling, and they were very confident.

Ren Yifei thought of the players on the cruise ship. Their movements were restricted, but they were temporarily safe.

He still doesn't know why that player died yesterday, what's so special about him? Is it a grudge against the owner of that voice, or is it because of other interests?

Among the remaining forty-three people, is there such a person?

"Good morning, everyone, it seems that everyone didn't sleep well last night. It's not very good. I don't have enough energy. How to solve the case we are about to encounter?"

As soon as this voice came out, some players in the audience shivered. They still can't forget those players who fell dead last night.

"Ah, it seems that everyone's spirits are really not very good, well, I won't talk nonsense, now, you can open the envelope in front of you and reap the happiness for today. Wait a minute, maybe you can wait until you finish enjoying it. Open again for breakfast, which is more friendly to the stomach.”

Listening to this horribly laughing voice, the players could make up a malicious face.

Ren Yifei thought about it and decided to accept this friendly suggestion. He put down the envelope and waited for the food to be served.

But there are always impatient guys, they have already opened the envelope, Ren Yifei saw that they took out a photo, and then the whole face began to twist, covering his mouth with a disgusting expression.

At this time, breakfast came, and the main ingredient was a plate of honey-roasted pork chops. After those players saw the meat, the nausea and vomiting became more serious.

"How can people eat this?" A contestant stood up, as if he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to leave.

"I guess that picture is of the deceased's state of death, especially the heavy-mouthed one." Ren Yifei spoke to the live broadcaster, "Although curiosity can't kill a cat, it can save a breakfast."

The others glared at him: when is this all? Why is your mouth so stupid?

Ren Yifei calmly cut the grilled pork chops: "Although the voice just said a lot of nonsense, I still agree with something. If you don't sleep and eat well, how can you ensure that your body and brain are in the best condition?

"If you are eliminated due to physical reasons, you will regret it."

The players on the cruise ship are temporarily fine, but it does not mean that they will be fine forever. They are in danger at the moment. At this time, even if you vomit after eating, you must eat enough food to maintain your physical strength. This is survival.

The contestants began to eat breakfast, and the contestant who stood up who had opened the envelope also sat back, and there was only the sound of taking and swallowing food on the long table.